I've just completed my worship leading script for tomorrow. I never seem to get enough of Chinese. My mom thinks if I hadn't been brought up in a Chinese church, my Chinese would have been superbly terrible by now. I planned my time today very accurately. And yes, this posting time was also planned because I knew I would need a break. The irony of the life of a student is, the better you are at a certain subject, the less time you can allow yourself to indulge in it. I'd be great if I could just do Math all day long, but no. Just look at my English and SS...

I was complaining to Jy today. Yesterday, after music, I took a bus home. It was the 7pm rush hour period and there were many people on the bus, tired from a whole day of work and therefore resulting in a very peaceful busload of sardines. There were 2 SMSS girls boarded the bus and I deduced they were from Sec 2. They were literally pouring out all their friendship issues and telling everyone (who could not help but listen) how terrible their "best" friends were. They were also publicly announcing their long list of enemies they had in school, and what they did to each other whenever their paths crossed. And for example, how they felt that seniors in their CCAs were a bunch of ____ who had some issues with their juniors. Also an important issue: stream politics - how they felt the Express stream looked down on them (the Normal stream).

I was standing about a metre away from them, and they could be heard so clearly. It was obvious that the passengers around me were slightly embarrassed to be hearing such things. It was like some Grouser's Corner where the only people talking were the 2 people who were pretty oblivious to their audience. It made me think so much because I was stuck in that bus for a whole half an hour, standing there and pretending to be as ignorant as them. Sure, I don't have a problem with people complaining and sharing their problems, but please, just not in front of a massive audience who doesn't need to/shouldn't know. And yea, call me a coward for not stopping those 2.

Guess what? It's Friday. Yesterday...

Evangeline: With every second that passes by, most glorious friday draws ever nigh.

Me: (Where did you get that from?)

E: My head. With great longing comes great... rhyming...

E: Thursday's one redeeming quality is that the agony endured though its slow, boring and tedious passing just makes the next day so much better

Tomorrow is another long day. On the bright side, a Hallelujah concert at night (Handel's Messiah), except I hope I don't accidentally fall asleep.